I largely agreed with Rory McIlroy’s post-Open assessment that he really didn’t do much wrong on Sunday at St. Andrews. He didn’t. He was solid. But Super beat Solid. And that’s why we love world-class competition. Cameron Smith’s string of five straight back-nine birdies was stunning and historic. And that 14th club in Smith’s bag was not a putter, it was a magic wand. It was a light saber.
Yes, bad shots should be punished, especially in major tournaments on historic courses. But why should GOOD shots be randomly punished? Those moon-crater, pothole, brick-reinforced bunkers placed randomly in the MIDDLE of fairways make no sense to me. Avoiding them has nothing to do with skill. Nothing. And whether a drive ends up in one reflects nothing other than chance. Punish bad shots. Do not punish good shots.
So, yeah, once The Open was over (early in the U.S.), I hung with NBC for coverage of the World Track and Field Championships in Eugene. I’m glad I did. I was into it. Them was some bad boys and girls in the qualifying heats of the 400. And the men’s 10K was 27 minutes of intensity.
Thirty five-year-old Jamaican mom Shelly-Ann Fraser-Pryce won the women’s 100. Read that sentence again.
Oh, and Fred Kerley from Taylor, Texas is now The World’s Fastest Human.
Tough break for Philadelphia Eagles WR Devon Allen, who DQ’ed on a (very close) false start in the 110 hurdles. Allen was disappointed, but cool. He says he’ll just grab his helmet and head to training camp.
Yes, as an Astros fan, I get greedy. Blew a 3-0 lead at home to the A’s? Not a great way to head into the break.
Here’s what I know about the baseball draft. Nothing.
I applaud Florida Gators quarterback Anthony Richardson, who has renounced the use of “AR-15” as his nickname and personal brand. (A.R. are his initials and his jersey number is 15.) Adopting that moniker was highly questionable to begin with, but the young man has now done the right thing. That’s generally all I ever ask.
All hail the Boys of Summer, the Portland Trail Blazers.